Eastley?

When Bai Song heard this, Isli seemed to be the original tutor here. So the old scholar just now was the tutor's teacher.

It sounds a bit of a twist.

"I'll give you an intermediate pharmacy." Bai Song said to the girl in the hall.

Walking in the stairwell, Bai Song looked at the powder bottle, and was confused, and the development of things suddenly became strange.

"It's really strange. This should be considered a task, right? There is no task prompt." Bai Song frowned and seemed to want to throw off the powder bottle, but he raised his hand and put it down again.

Some NPCs will post tasks that the system does not recognize to players. These tasks have one thing in common, high risks and high rewards are not necessarily high.

However, it seems that it is just a run-off mission to Red Rock City, and there seems to be no risk.

"Oh, it seems that the reborn is not omnipotent." Bai Song sighed. He entered the game two years later in his previous life, and the major events that happened before depended on hearing or inquiry on information.

Although Bai Songjin had found a lot of information to get familiar with the game before, there were inevitably some missing places.

At this time, the communicator was ringing. Bai Song looked at the id and thought that the time was almost done.

"There are not many groups of 120. Now the group of 32 silver has been sold. Many players in the guild are greedy for cheapness and sold them early, but not many of them are collected." The voice of ghost fire came from the communicator: "The influx of other players has caused the price to rise too quickly, and there are not many below 30 silver."

"It's almost the same number, and it can't be collected, and it's enough." Bai Song comforted Ghost Fire and said: "Now, most of the things are in the hands of profiteers, and they can't be collected by low-level players' output."

Speaking of the unscrupulous businessman, Bai Song couldn't help but think of Xiong Dalai, and didn't know if he had kept it, but he made all of this decisions.

"Is this really enough?"

"Enough, it's almost done. I don't have that much time to practice any more." Bai Song received the email, and his backpack was full of snake gallbladder.

After hanging up the communicator, Bai Song couldn't help but feel speechless: "So much is to train people to death."

This afternoon, Bai Song was soaked in the pharmacy.

"Brother Xiong, are you sure you will sell it now? The price of 32 silver is only now, and it seems that it will continue to rise." A bald man said to Xiong Da: "Now there are more than ten or twenty stores of goods. We are considered midstream here, so there is no need to be so anxious, right?"

The bald man made a lot of sense, even Xiong Da was about to believe it, but after Bai Song said that, Xiong Da always felt a little uneasy.

Xiong Da hesitated for a while and said to the bald man: "Sell two groups first, the price of thirty-one silver groups."

"Okay, Brother Xiong, you are the boss, you have the final say." Seeing that Xiong Da was so persistent, the bald man had no choice. Anyway, he was just helping with the boss's heart, so he was just fucking the boss's heart.

The two groups were placed on the market, which was lower than the market price. According to previous words, this should be instantly lost.

After a minute, two groups were bought one. The bald man glanced at Xiong Da with a little surprised: "Is this the person going to level up?"

But after the bald man said that, he seemed to feel that he was not convinced. Xiong Da said decisively: "Premove the remaining group."

"Brother Xiong, if you take it off the shelves, the deposit will be eaten by the auction house." The bald man said weakly.

"If you ask you to get it, you can get it. You need a nonsense deposit." Xiong Da really wanted to slap his head, and he still talked about the deposit issue at this time.

The bald man dared not say much and immediately put the remaining group down.

"Xiong Da, what if this thing is useless in the end?"

Bai Song's words appeared in Xiong Da's mind like an echo. Xiong Da slapped his head: "Yes, if it weren't for the hype, this thing was just a bunch of low-level materials that no one would want to give to others."

"Sell, sell everything for me." Xiong Da gritted his teeth and made this decision 'evil'.

"It's really a sale?" The bald man was shocked when he heard this and asked weakly: "What should I do if the one I bought myself?"

"Whatever you want to sell, do you want to sell it or not? Hurry up and sell all the things I stockpiled first." Xiong Da said in a hurry.

"Okay." The bald man took out the purchased snake gall from several backpacks and was about to put it on, but before it was put on it, the bald man was clever: "Brother Xiong, how can he sell this sale?"

Xiong Da is also a little annoyed now. He can make money, but Xiong Da’s intuition tells him that it is not too late to sell it quickly.

He was upset, but Xiong Da was a person who became calmer the more he was. After thinking for a while, he said: "Thirty silvers in one group, ten groups and ten groups sold like this. If there was no movement in ten minutes, there would be twenty-nine silvers."

The bald man has been following Xiong Da for three or four years. He knew that once Xiong Da showed this expression, it means he had absolute confidence. He also decided to sell his private money in his heart, although there were only a few sets.

"Mr. Bai, how long does it take to sell it?" Xiao Feng stood beside Bai Cheng and asked, "Do you want to contact Bai Song? But does Bai Song really have that drawing?"

"It's okay to contact him. If he is willing to cooperate, it's best. I'll contact him in person later." Bai Cheng's face was filled with a faint laugh.

"Mr. Bai, according to the current market conditions, we make the most money by hyping it up." Xiao Feng couldn't help but admire Bai Cheng a little.

"It's just a component of luck. Who knows that the snake gall in other areas is much higher than usual than we usually do? If you find someone to check it out, what is the secret of this snake gall?" Bai Cheng said with a little smug smile.

But after a while, a man with a young man rushed over and interrupted the conversation between them.

"Young Master Bai, there are ten groups of thirty silver snake gallbladders on the market. Should we eat them?" The little brother was obviously responsible for staring at this aspect.

"Ten Groups?" Bai Cheng frowned and asked immediately: "How long has it been gone now? How many groups are left."

"There are only one group left in ten groups, and one and a half minutes have passed." The younger brother reported truthfully.

call.

Bai Cheng breathed a light tone. It seemed that the market power is still very strong now, and what he was worried about seemed to be redundant.

Just when Bai Cheng felt relieved and felt that it was a false alarm, the younger brother said inappropriately: "Young Master Bai has ten more groups, and it is also thirty silver."

"Another ten groups?"

Bai Cheng immediately clicked on the auction house to see, but fortunately, the ten groups were bought out again within two minutes. Bai Cheng frowned and hesitated for a moment, and clicked to refresh.

Ten more groups!

ps: It’s not that there is no outbreak, the grades really cannot be enough to drink porridge. This is not something you can write a chapter in half an hour.

I am also brushing a copy called Life, and it takes even more time to add it. I will try my best to do it, and I can't even urge it.

I said these are not complaints and asked you to give me rewards. I said I never asked for rewards. There are many people who collect this book, but few people read the genuine version.

I wanted to do anti-theft, but, forget it, let's just do it. It's not easy to be considerate and respect each other.
Chapter completed!